Cochise:
[Spilling his wine on the ground]
For those who ain't here.
Preacher:
Man, why you want to waste good wine like that?
Cochise:
Don't you know, fool? I do that to remember. A lot of the brothers are dead, or in jail. This is for them.
[pours again]
Cochise:
For those who ain't here.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:39